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Sketch a Day, Day 1

| xeyeti

It’s been awhile since I did anything here, and I was starting to feel sad that I as letting his place languish. So, here’s the deal: each day, I’m going to post a random sketch. Nothing elaborate. In fact, I’m placing limits on myself for it:

1. The pencils for he sketch can take no longer than 10 minutes to complete.

2. Inking. An take no longer than 10 minutes.

3. The sketch must fit on a 3″ by 5″ index card.

4. One sketch per day, every day, for one year.

Anyway, here’s the first sketch: one of my old characters, Jerome, in all his pensive glory.

Jerome

More Adventures in Travel

| xeyeti

Another comic for your enjoyment. Seriously though, why say the room rate is $120/night if you’re going to add a series of “taxes” that ends up around $15/night extra? It feels disingenuous to me.

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When Did THAT Start Blinking?

| xeyeti

It's a Logan's Run reference, yo! They all, like, disappeared at the age of 30 when that little thing in their palm started to blink. Remember?

I turn 30 today. I do not feel like I should be 30 yet. I don’t feel much like I thought adults would be like when I was growing up. But here I am, 30, and while turning 30 doesn’t really scare me the way it does some people, I do find it strange and foreign to not be in my twenties anymore.

On the positive side, I’m doing better at thirty than I was at twenty-nine. Or twenty-eight, for that matter. Really, better than I was for a lot of my twenties.

You know what? My twenties sucked. Screw the twenties! I’m glad I’m thirty! Up yours, traditional interpretation of getting older in this stupid youth-obsessed culture!